Time to make the donuts

Chats et chiens, today Psychedelic Kimchi welcomes its fifth member. I don't know what his blog nom de plume is going to be (for whatever reason it's not showing up yet), but I sincerely hope it's a little more awe-inspiring than Mr. T, which for Idealjetsam was the equivalent of Prince becoming that fruity looking symbol. Seriously, that's part of the reason I gave up blogging in early October. Well, that, a vicious addiction to online porn, and the new NBA ball.

I'm sure our newest addition to the sausage fest will be by soon to dazzle and amaze. Certainly he'll put up a post before Idealjetsam does. Guns and Roses will release Chinese Democracy before that happens, I'm sure. Hell, real Chinese democracy will probably occur before then. (That joke's probably been used a million times, but fuck it.)

So now we got us a team: point guard, shooting guard, small forward, power forward, and center. I'll leave it up to y'all to guess who fits what role. One thing's for sure, though: I don't plan to be no. 8-cum-24, hoisting up shots while my teammates stand around ogling cheerleaders.

Let's play ball.

PS - Never forget.